Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 977 959. Lake Vizima

"Crash" there was a sound of water splashing.

Lan En took the lead to step out of the crack in the sky that looked like a broken mirror.

The boots stepped on the lake water that was submerged above the feet, and the waves shook open the lotus leaves and lotus flowers floating on the lake on the ground level of the Dagon Temple.

The demon hunter took a deep breath. The breath filled with the fragrance of lotus and the moisture of the lake made him close his eyes in fascination.

Then he ignored the lake and lay down on the marble floor of the Temple of Dagon.

His silver hair was floating in the water, like some kind of charming blooming flower.

Although the Temple of Dagon does not even have walls, it relies entirely on more than a dozen marble columns to support the dome.

But Lan En, who was lying on his back in the lake, could cast his sight to the sky outside the dome as long as he tilted his head slightly.

The sun in the sky is warm, bright, and stable.

It will not suddenly go out, it will not turn into a bloody eclipse, and people living under the sun will not suddenly have a black hole in their bodies, swallowing their humanity.

After experiencing a world in which the basic rules were turbulent and almost doomed, Lan now felt relaxed looking at the Magical Middle Ages.

But immediately, Lan En felt that the lake water behind him seemed to have some fluctuations.

Gentle but powerful waves lifted his back, and Lan En immediately controlled his hands and feet and cautiously stopped moving.

The waves on my back soon took on a physical form, and the physical touch was big and soft, with a freshness of lake water.

The long dark green hair floated in front of Lan En's eyes as if floating in water.

Two lake-green arms clung to his back and hugged his chest.

"You seem 'horny', my champ."

The lady in the lake had a teasing voice and breathed hot breath into Lan En's ear.

The witcher blinked.

"I'm a little thirsty, ma'am. But I think the 'hunger' in our minds doesn't mean the same thing now."

"Huh? Really?"

The tactful tone calmly controlled the witcher.

One of the two hands originally hugging his chest began to move up, caressing Lan En's face. The other one is facing down

At this moment, the meowing sound of Elu Cat came from the gap where the celestial spheres met.

"Boss! Catch meow! Don't let this get wet!"

Lan En immediately became serious and serious, as if responding to the call of the flannel ball was an urgent matter.

He broke free from the embrace of the waves behind him.

After taking two steps forward, a large cloth bag was thrown out of the crack.

The package is not heavy, but the volume is very large. Lan En hugged him with both hands.

Here are the things that Flannel Ball collected himself. Lan En didn't pay much attention to them, just treating them as the cat's own toys.

It contains charred rosin that burns after application, golden rosin that discharges electricity, and bluish-white rosin picked up from Irushil.

This rosin can give weapons magical damage.

However, according to the concept of 'magic' in the flame world, Lan En felt that the rosin might give the weapon the ability to harm the soul.

The flannel ball also collected some green flowers, moss balls and other things.

Immediately after the big package was thrown out, the velvet ball took the lead and pulled out Qilin, whose four hooves were a little unruly.

The three-flowered kitten struggled to pull the wide and drapey rune silk cloth on Qilin's body, while turning to complain to Lan En.

"Boss, Qilin is too weak, meow!"

Obviously, the ancient dragons in the New World still have not adapted well to the dizzy feeling of passing through the rift between the celestial spheres.

"Xilu. Ugh!"

Before Qilin even finished shouting in retort, an unpleasant sound came from his throat.

The flannel ball was so frightened that he hurried away from it.

Fortunately, it was just a bout of retching. Nothing really came out.

However, I still have to admire the ethnic temperament of an ancient dragon like Qilin, even if he is drunk and vomiting, an action that has nothing to do with elegance.

When the unicorn was made, it actually had a poignant feeling like a unicorn crying blood.

This temperament made Fengbuqiu and Lan En, who were already familiar with the unicorn, feel very uncomfortable because they knew that this unicorn was simply a lazy 'university animal'.

Having this temperament is entirely a racial talent, and it is simply a waste of it.

But the Lady in the Lake is different.

The look of Qilin seemed to arouse the lady's loving heart. The waves lifted up the lady's naked body and rushed over to pat Qilin's back.

Lan En carried the big package, walked a few steps to Black Tern Island, and placed it on the shore without water.

When he came back, Qilin had returned to his normal appearance.

The halo portal is a halo portal, but with the physique of the New World Ancient Dragon, there is no doubt about the recovery speed.

The lady in the lake next to her seemed to like the feel of the ancient dragon's head and the mane on her neck.

She stroked Qilin's neck with one hand, and put the other hand in front of her eyes, rubbing her thumb on the pads of her index and middle fingers, with a meaningful smile on her face.

Seeing Lan En coming over again, the lady in the lake asked in a teasing tone.

"It seems that you have gained new favor in the new world, my champion?"

On the fingertips of the lake-green skin, there is a touch of golden color as warm as the sun.

Faced with a situation that was like "catching the mistress's appearance", Mr. Lan, who was no longer what he used to be, remained calm.

"It's a dangerous and hopeless world, ma'am."

Thanks to the God-given artistic attainments of the Emperor's Children, Lan En's expression at this moment was flawless.

With a kind of compassion, and the perseverance and determination to fight to the end in the face of despair.

Then this strong emotion was amplified by the face that could be called a work of art just by lighting it up in the sun.

He didn't say much, but he seemed to have said everything.

How to survive in a desperate world, how to fulfill the agreement he made with the lady in the lake, and how to return with his friends

It's only a moment, but it feels like you're immersed in a grand adventure epic.

"Thank you for your hard work, Lan En."

The lady in the lake stopped worrying about the sun-like golden color on her fingers and stretched out her hand to Lan En. The smile on her face is as gentle and soothing as lake water.

Lan En also raised the lady's hand and gave it a soft kiss.

"It's agreed, ma'am."

At the same time, on the demon hunter's retina, the biochemical brain Mentos listed a subtitle: "[Artistic Talent]"

And keep adding "+1" in the back.

Obviously, this is Mentos's high praise for the subject's performance just now.

At least that's what Lan thinks.

And Mentos didn't refute at all before being pressed down, so Lan thought his judgment was completely correct.

This seems to have become the customary way of greeting the Lady in the Lake and Lan En after they returned from the Celestial Sphere Intersection.

After completing this part, Lan En felt that he had indeed completed a commissioned adventure.

"This celestial sphere intersection rift made me feel abnormal from the beginning."

The lady in the lake's spray throne held her up. The foam of the spray and her long dark green hair slightly obscured some of the key parts of her body.

"What kind of world is that?"

Lan En explained his experience to the lady in the lake.

A world where the world has not been stable for a long time, relying on flames to maintain basic rules, and as the flames fade, heroes with huge souls need to burn themselves to continue the flames.

Just listening to it is enough to make people despair.

The lady in the lake frowned in thought.

She had indeed never heard of such a strange world.

Lan En shook his head and said no more.

Instead, he pointed toward the outside of the Temple of Dagon, wanting to talk about something lighter.

"It seems like there are no shortage of these cruise ships."

There are still many cruise ships on Lake Vizima outside the Temple of Dagon.

These boats carry one or two noble ladies or rich ladies, accompanied by a knight or a well-dressed noble man.

"You actually know why, don't you?"

Seeing that Lan En didn't want to talk more about the previous world, the lady in the lake didn't want to go into details and followed his words with a smile.

On the throne of waves, the lady picked up a bunch of her long hair with her gentle fingers and curled it around her fingertips.

At the same time, his eyes were looking at the witcher.

Lan En did not deny this.

"People from Temeria."

The witcher whispered.

For Lan En, it was very easy to see through the relationship, and it didn't even take him time to finish a glass of wine.

"They should have guessed that my power is completely different from that of ordinary demon hunters. Plus, I don't actually try too hard to cover up my traces every time I come here."

Lan En crossed his arms and tapped his fingers regularly on the armor covering his upper arms.

"If you feel unhappy, then I can make it clear to Foltest."

In fact, the lively scene on Lake Vizima was also caused by Lan En deliberately not telling the truth.

Because of his "demonic" performance on the battlefield of the Civil War last year, according to Nilfgaardian records.

The northern countries will replace "demon" with "hero".

As his most prominent identity feature, the demon hunter has attracted too much attention.

And the demon hunter, who had been silent for a long time and no one even cared about it, suddenly mutated.

This human mutation technology, which was jointly created and perfected by Archmage Arzu and his teachers and disciples, has once again attracted the attention of many people, and even wants to restart research.

There are already enough ambitious people like this. If Temeria can consciously find a new track without getting involved in those disgusting things, Lan En will be happy to see them divergent thinking, and even make contributions to these divergent thinking. try.

"No, that's not necessary."

But the lady in the lake smiled and shook her finger, indicating that Lan En didn't have to do anything.

"They gave me a lot of fun while they were here."

"On average, there are two situations where a girl falls into the water around Black Tern Island every day, and the knight heroically rescues her without risking his own life."

"In addition, the lady's lover and husband met on the cruise ship, loudly announced their names, and then dueled with each other in the name of glory."